Henry Castro! - 23 Lyrics

Lyrics 23 - Henry Castro!



This my, Jordan year
Feel a little morbid here
But learning that there′s more tiers to life
So enjoy it here
It's been like 50 something weeks and ya′ll ain't shake nothing
Break something
If I want it imma take something
Cream leather insides sitting on pirellis
Kick it with the dark man I'm running back belly
1 and 2, Clap at who you run into
You cap and grab the gun to shoot
But that ain′t what you wanna do
This shit is easy as lemon squeezy
Please believe me imma leave with a dime, that′s like a genie
These hoes on the internet, stay trynna at me ya'll
You can keep that on the low but hey
Get at me dawg
And I rock my own shit
This ain′t no acne ya'll
Bitch this my designer
Get back like recliners
Go for the win, i′m gold til the end of the coast where I reside
Living like my mama
You know I love you Tonya
Big 23 like insane
This hoe give me membrane
Penny for your thoughts til' your shit change
Niggas ain′t got no pen game huh
And I'm real conceited still
Fans love me so much that I don't think imma need a deal
To keep it real



Writer(s): Nyles Henry-jenkins


Henry Castro! - 23 - Single
Album 23 - Single
date of release
20-06-2021

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